please note that not the whole story will be about kurutas...the story is devided into four quarters,and in each one one of the main characters will appear as a hero
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Would sacrificing your own life make it up for your sins?
Or would it just be a greater sin?
What if there were no way to fix what's done except for giving up your life?
Would fighting devils make you an angel, Or would it soak your soul in darkness and dirt, making you the head of the devils ?
Even in the deepest level in hell, an angel could always create their own little piece of heaven..
That was her motto in life, and somehow she was always able to carry it out in reality..
Even when the Kuruta people had to live the worst version of hell on Earth, she was able with her pure smile to create that little of heaven... that small happy place where she and her husband lived...
The Kurutas were just a minority; a small tribe of 128 people, who lived in an isolated place called : " Meteor City".
People who lived there did not exist in any official records, and the existence of the city itself was known to very few people.
Not much was known about the city ;much information was covered in mystery.
The city was rumored to be five hundred years-old, and since then it had been a landfill for other countries, yet it was an abandoned area that did not belong to any country.
And since people who lived there would have accepted any trash that others threw there as a gift, they hardly ever let one takes any of their things.. as if they actually had things..
Even in the deepest levels of hell ,an angel could always create their own little piece of heaven ,but the question that unleashed itself was :"why in the world would an angel be in hell?"
So many of the Kurutas asked themselves that question, that they even forgot who they were…
The whole society had used to see the Kurutas as demons, all because of their eye color. It was unique, special ,and to-the-eyes-of-the-society-pure-evil. Their eyes used to turn scarlet red whenever one of them was enraged, or emotionally active.. too sad.. too happy.. too angry.. too excited.. too scared.. any of those would cause their eyes to glow crimson red.
If the minds of people weren't full with the whole demons thing, they would have probably seen the Kurutas' eye color as one of the most beautiful things in the world.
And because of that beautiful color, much of the Kurutas were executed throughout history.
That was what caused the Kurutas to turn into human devils, and that did not mean a supernatural change, but what it really meant was that they had to depend on theft, fraud, and murder to live
True..the society never gave them another way..they were banned from getting jobs, trading in markets, and even appearing in they wanted to get enough food to stay alive they had to be criminals, and that gave them even a worse reputation among governments and people, therefore ,policemen would immediately kill off any kuruta that they meet, and they really didn't meet a lot..
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-"What did you say it was named ?"the woman with the sweet blue eyes and the warm pure smile asked her husband, while getting some water for the newly planted seeds.
-"June's Sorrow"the blue-eyed man answered, planting some weird looking special seed.
The blond woman approached to water the seed her husband has just planted.
"Once upon a time, there was an old woman who had three sons. however, all of them died in a war in the same day. The woman couldn't get over them, and went on crying for three days. Later ,some acquaintance gave her a seed, telling her that it was from a magical plant, and if the woman planted the seed ,the plant would grow up to tell how well were her three sons in the other life, according to its health.
Obviously ,the whole thing was just a lie that was made up to make the old woman feel better. Nevertheless ,the woman seemed to believe it. She took the seed and planted it -and that was in June- and she kept crying over her sons, while her tears were pouring to water the plant for long slow days, and painful nights..
The plant grew up and matured in August and the woman was very pleased, and eventually stopped crying"
The tall dark haired man explained to his wife "and since then, this plant was known to be planted in June and to mature in August" he continued
-"oh.."the young woman worried "it's just so sad..If I ever had children I'd wish to not lose them ever !" the woman said
A slight smile formed on the lips of her husband.
-"honey, I was just telling you the story of its name okay? And it's probably just a tale –you know..nothing real..no need to feel sad about it". The man kissed his wife's forehead ever so gently.
She was happy..so happy..no matter how bad the situation was for the Kurutas ,everything seemed to fit right in its place for her, and she could find happiness anywhere she moved, mostly because her husband was always by her side..and she didn't know he wouldn't last there for long…..
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I'm really sorry guys,I write very short chapters, but I promise I will update quite a lot. also,the next chapter will be longer ^_^
you should also note that NOT the whole story will be about kurutas...the story is divided into four quarters,and in each one one of the main characters will appear as a hero
I promise you much more fun and action later as this is just a start or a background
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